Hong Yun Ultimately Gave Up His Seat

Jieyin and Zhunti saw that Hong Yun made no move, so they continued their performance.

"Wuwuwu~ How bitterly my Western land suffers! The Saint, in his mercy, is expounding the Great Dao. My senior brother and I came all the way from that barren land, enduring countless hardships, only to find that there was not even a seat for us to hear the Dao! How unfair is the Heavenly Dao!"

Their clothes were ragged, their expressions sorrowful, tears and snot streaming down their faces. They possessed none of the bearing expected of great cultivators.

The three thousand guests of Purple Xiao Palace all frowned, while Yuanshi revealed a trace of disdain.

How could people like this sit alongside them and listen to the Dao?

Zhunti wept, but his eyes darted around the six meditation cushions. When he saw the Three Pure Ones, his heart tightened, and he did not dare act rashly.

When Jieyin saw Donghuang Taiyi guarding Di Jun's side, the Chaos Bell faintly appearing and vanishing in her hand, he immediately abandoned that idea.

In the end, his gaze fell upon Hong Yun.

Hong Yun was kind by nature and could not bear to see others suffer. Once Zhunti noticed the change in his expression, he cried even louder and threw himself before Hong Yun.

With tears and snot running down his face, Zhunti sobbed, "Fellow Daoist, wuwuwu~ My senior brother and I came seeking the Great Dao. The spiritual veins of our Western land have all been destroyed, and its living beings are suffering greatly.

If we miss the Saint's teachings today, it would be a small matter for the paths of my senior brother and me to be cut off. But the countless living beings of the West would never have hope again!

Fellow Daoist, you are compassionate. Can you truly bear to stand by and watch them die?"

Jieyin echoed him from the side, two streams of clear tears hanging from his face. "Fellow Daoist, you and we are all guests of Purple Xiao Palace. There should be fellowship between us.

Fellow Daoist, your blessings and fortune run deep. Surely you do not lack this one opportunity. Why not fulfill my senior brother and me, and fulfill the endless living beings of the West? That would be boundless merit!"

Zhen Yuanzi, beside Hong Yun, frowned deeply and transmitted his voice in secret. "Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, you must not! How can one simply give up a seat? Yielding it so easily would be disrespecting the Saint's authority!"

How could Hong Yun not know this?

He could sense the profundity of the meditation cushion. Such an opportunity was rarely found even across countless ages. Yet that was simply his nature; upon hearing of the suffering of the countless living beings in the West, his heart began to waver.

"Alas..."

Hong Yun sighed and finally rose to his feet. He said to Zhunti, "You overstate it, Fellow Daoist. Since you two came for the living beings of the West, how can I stand idly by? It is only a seat. I shall yield it to you."

"Fellow Daoist, you are truly virtuous!"

A sharp glint flashed through Zhunti's eyes. He instantly stopped crying and plopped down onto the cushion, moving so quickly that he seemed like an entirely different person from the sorrowful figure he had been moments before.

An uproar swept through the great hall.

"That Hong Yun truly is a fool!"

He actually handed over such an opportunity. He is beyond stupid!"

"A good old man? If you ask me, he is just an idiot who cut off his own path!"

The successive jeers reached Hong Yun's ears. His face alternated between pale and livid, and a trace of regret rose within him. But the deed was done, so he could only sit beside Zhen Yuanzi.

After Zhunti settled into his seat, he saw that his senior brother Jieyin was still standing. His eyes turned again as he looked around, finally stopping on Kunpeng.

Unlike Hong Yun, Kunpeng had watched coldly from beginning to end. An icy aura radiated from her body, keeping others at a thousand miles' distance.

Seeing this, Zhunti thought to himself, This person looks fierce. She will likely be difficult to deal with.

He looked around once more. The Three Pure Ones and Di Jun's group all seemed impossible to provoke.

Now that Hong Yun had already given up his seat, only Kunpeng was alone.

One had to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze. Zhunti exchanged a look with Jieyin, and the two repeated their old trick, approaching Kunpeng together.

"This Fellow Daoist..."

Zhunti once more forced a sorrowful expression onto his face.

Yet before he could speak, Kunpeng coldly cut him off. "Get lost! I will not yield!"

Zhunti's expression froze. He had not expected Kunpeng to be so merciless.

Jieyin stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist, why must you be so heartless? We too came for the Great Dao, Fellow Daoist..."

"Opportunities are fought for, not cried for."

Kunpeng glanced at the two with disdain. A trace of chill flashed through her icy eyes. "You want my seat? Your tears are not enough to qualify you."

"You!"

Zhunti's face flushed crimson with rage. A nameless fire rose within him, and he completely tore away his disguise.

"Senior brother, since this Fellow Daoist is unwilling to grant us this small favor, we can only take it ourselves!"

Fierce light filled Zhunti's eyes. Before his words had even faded, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree had already appeared in his hand and swept toward Kunpeng.

His face remained mournful, but his strike was vicious beyond compare. Kunpeng flew into a fury; she had never expected these two to dare attack within the Saint's sacred grounds.

Without another word, Kunpeng struck back. But with the two joining forces, how terrifying was their power?

Boom!

The divine light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree struck Kunpeng heavily. Immediately afterward, boundless pressure of golden light descended upon her.

Kunpeng felt her primordial spirit violently tremble as an immense force hurled her from the meditation cushion and sent her crashing to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Kunpeng spat out a mouthful of blood. Dust stained her Daoist robe, leaving her in a miserable state.

The entire Purple Xiao Palace fell silent. Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene.

Jieyin stepped forward without changing expression and calmly sat upon Kunpeng's meditation cushion.

Kunpeng struggled to climb to her feet. Her gaze passed through the crowd and fixed viciously upon Hong Yun.

"It was you!"

Endless resentment and killing intent rose in Kunpeng's heart as she cursed inwardly, *If it were not for you, you foolish idiot who recklessly shows kindness, would they have dared set their sights on me?

Aren't you amazing! Aren't you noble! Aren't you such a good person! You made me lose my opportunity!*

Thinking this, Kunpeng could only find a corner and sit cross-legged. The Three Pure Ones stood together, and she was no match for them. Nor could she contend with Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Just then, the Saint's pressure descended, and a voice echoed through Purple Xiao Palace.

"High upon the Ninth Layer of Clouds I recline, The meditation cushion reveals the true Dao. Beyond Heaven and Earth, mysterious and yellow, I alone shall hold the honored seat of teaching. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols, followed in turn. Leader of the Mystic Sect, One breath transformed into Hongjun."

As the voice faded, Hongjun and Chu Feng arrived in succession.

With a sweep of her sleeve, Hongjun placed a golden meditation cushion beside herself, signaling for Chu Feng to sit.

Seeing this, Chu Feng hesitated for a moment before slowly taking his seat. His gaze wandered to the six meditation cushions below.

Sure enough, Hong Yun had ultimately given up his seat.

When the Three Pure Ones saw Chu Feng, their hearts jolted. Their gazes met as Tongtian secretly transmitted, "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, isn't this senior the one who once barged into the place where we were taking form?"

"I did not expect this senior to possess such a background." Laozi smiled faintly and said no more.

Before the Three Pure Ones had taken form, Chu Feng had used a Hunyuan Golden Immortal Experience Card. Naturally, the Three Pure Ones regarded him as a senior.

Now, Chu Feng had also broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, so he had not disgraced the title of senior.

At this moment, Purple Xiao Palace erupted.

"A male living being? How is that possible!"

"When did a man appear in our Primordial World?"

Everyone was baffled. They had all taken female forms, yet today they had encountered a living being who had taken the form of a man.

Hongjun released her pressure. Her gaze swept lightly over the crowd as she slowly spoke. "Since all of you came from afar to my Purple Xiao Palace to hear the Dao, you are people of affinity. If you come again to hear the Dao in the future, you shall sit according to today's seating arrangement. It may not be changed."

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other and smiled softly.

They had made the right bet...